Protein intolerant, Xiong Xiong has been eating breast milk.

But Pei Zhengyang was prepared, and he had already prepared a special milk powder for Xiong Xiong, which had not been used before.

However, in order to avoid goofs, Xia Qing deliberately opened a bucket and fed it to the little guy occasionally, but most of the time it was still her breast milk.

Fortunately, although other servants would come over to help, most of the time they did their own thing, which made Xia Qing deeply relieved and at the same time, he also realized the hard work of taking care of the baby alone.

In the three days that Sister Zhang was away, she lost four pounds.

It's a windfall.

However, three days later, although Sister Zhang returned to Pei's house, she returned to her mother, and she seemed to be frightened.

People are not as cheerful as before, they are more cautious in doing things, and even the gossip in the courtyard is no longer secretly chattering to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing saw it in his eyes, and he had another layer of disgust for Pei Zhengyang.

Since returning to the hospital that day, Xia Qing has had less and less direct contact with Pei Zhengyang, which is inevitable and deliberate.

It's Pei Zhengyang, and the eyes that look at her when I meet her several times are very complicated.

Xia Qing has been haunted by the fact that the other party has put him in a dangerous situation, and he doesn't care about the deep meaning in Pei Zhengyang's eyes.

However, she occasionally practiced Tai Chi on the second floor, and was seen by Old Man Pei, and she was interested.

The most admired martial arts for the elderly is Tai Chi, which is not exaggerated and can also strengthen the body.

"You're pretty standard." The old man looked at it for a few days, and finally spoke.

Xia Qing smiled and coped, "It's all blind practice." ”

Her grandfather was trained in Wudang and has a very high attainment in Tai Chi, although he can't be as brilliant as the legendary ancients, but he can defeat a few boxing masters.

And Taijiquan is an internal boxing, with a total of thirteen styles.

It sounds simple, but in fact it requires a very high level of understanding, and some people may not be able to learn three points after learning all their lives, so there is a saying in Tai Chi, "There are many scholars like cow hair, and few adults are like morning stars." ”

Xia Qing just belongs to the category with high understanding, and is best at static braking.

Before I shot at the bar, I used Tai Chi.

It's just that due to the limitations of this body's mass now, her Tai Chi can't be fully performed.

But it's enough to keep fit.

Old Man Pei listened to Xia Qing's words and shook his head, "You don't look like you're practicing blindly, have you ever worshiped your master?" ”

"Nope." She who belongs to Xia Qing can still call her grandfather a master, but now she is Lin Xiaqing, so she can only do without.

"That's amazing." When Old Man Pei heard this, he sighed slightly, "I'll take a look." ”

Xia Qing was not ambiguous, and punched again.

"Okay, good, good, if you lose some weight, you must be even more stylish, why don't you learn from the old man and me?" Old man Pei was eager to try.

"Xiong Xiong woke up, let's do it another day." Xia Qing is not perfunctory to the old man, but Xiong Xiong did wake up, as for the old man said about her weight, she understood that the other party did not mean any discrimination, but really felt it.

When Old Man Pei heard this, although he was in an eager mood, in the end, his great-grandson was more important.

But in the next few days, Old Man Pei surrounded Xia Qing to accompany him to box, and even Pei Zhengyang forgot about it.

After half a month, the old man was quite taught, and touched his waist at dinner, "Why do I think my waist seems to be a lot better, it doesn't hurt after sitting for a long time, it's still the quintessence of the country." ”

After learning from Xia Qing, Old Man Pei realized that several movements he had practiced before were wrong, and after the change, the whole person was refreshed after punching, and most of the disc in his waist was herniated.

Speaking of this, Old Man Pei suddenly raised his head and looked at his grandson eagerly, "You will also practice with us tomorrow!" ”

Thinking of his grandson's body, Old Man Pei sighed for a while.

"I'm busy." Pei Zhengyang raised his eyes and looked at his grandfather, who had been full of red light recently, his brows were slightly raised, he didn't know that the little fat man still had this ability.

Just let him play Tai Chi in the courtyard early in the morning and at dusk with an old man and a little fat man, just thinking about that picture, Pei Zhengyang waved his hand.

This combination of old and weak, he is not interested.

What's more, he could feel that since the last crash, Xia Qing had obviously deliberately avoided him, and he didn't know how to face the little fat man recently.

Thinking of the new DNA identification report that was still pressed in the study drawer, his eyes sank.

For the first time, hesitating after deciding on something.

On the third day after leaving Chengda Hospital, he received his DNA test report.

This time, he didn't compare the names of Xia Qing and Xiong Xiong, but forged two identities, but he didn't expect the result to be completely different from the last time.

It is written at the back of the appraisal report that it is indeed a mother-child relationship.

All previous conjectures have been confirmed.

Thinking of how many times he broke Xia Qing to breastfeed Xiong Xiong before, he only felt that he was really stupid and would believe the words of the little fat man.

He subconsciously felt that a little fat man like Xia Qing was honest and loyal, but he forgot that he had seen her lie the first time he went to Lin's house.

and that pair of black peach blossom eyes are the most innocent.

Pei Zhengyang was a little unsure why Lin Xiaqing would agree to be Xiong's confinement sister-in-law.

To take better care of the child, or to be close to him? Or does she want to get the baby back?

If it's the first, he can tolerate it, but what if it's the second and third?

There is less than half a month before the engagement banquet between him and Lin Xiaoran, and Yanjing's actions are becoming more and more frequent, although he took the third uncle's person last time, but in the end, he only cut off one of the other party's left arms.

If he wants to win this war without blood, he must take the five percent of the Lin family's shares.

Lin Guofu knew his attitude towards Xia Qing best, so after weighing the pros and cons, he could only marry Lin Xiaoran while Yanjing hadn't figured out his purpose.

A good-looking handsome face was a little depressed, and the inexplicable irritability came to my heart again.

Old Man Pei was very unhappy when he was rejected by his grandson, and seeing that his eyes were full of thoughts, he slapped him on the table, "No matter how busy you are, it doesn't matter if you are physical, if I ask you to practice, you have to practice, and that little bit of broken industry is as important as your body?" If you are so tired, what kind of surgery do you have, just hand over all the shares to your third uncle. ”

"Grandpa......"

"Starting tomorrow morning." Pei Zhengyang just called out to grandpa, and Old Man Pei interrupted his decision, got up angrily, and walked towards his room without crutches.

Pei Zhengyang stroked his forehead, this person is getting old, and his temper is getting more and more eccentric.

Sighing lightly, Pei Zheng raised himself and went upstairs, but met Xia Qing who had finished eating in the restaurant on the second floor, only to find that he hadn't paid attention for more than half a month, and the little fat man's face was a lot smaller.

It seems that practicing tai chi also has the effect of losing weight.

However, her size is too large, her face is small, and her figure has not changed much.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but look at Xia Qing a few more times, and saw the little fat man raise his eyes and look at him coldly, and continue to walk.

Pei Zhengyang, "......"

Is this anger still not gone?